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Qiyun, Qiyun is, in fact, mysterious, but it is the person who should be on the node of destiny, and has done a certain thing at a certain time.

When you do a certain thing at a certain time, you become a momentary character.

And if someone counts his past and future, finds a person, and replaces him at that time to do such a thing, then it may not be him who stirs the situation.

Of course, a change in thinking will make a difference in the future.

From day to day, all forces are the same, and the heroes are not free. This is the case.

Throughout the ages, past and present, and even the long-awaited world, there is no shortage of such people. They started to operate at the beginning, and they were unstoppable, and nothing could be stopped, but after the shipment, if you can't grasp everything, everything will disappear.

Above the tuyere, the pigs can all fly, however, the tuyere can't be transformed into dragons, and the dead pigs are everywhere.

That Su Jie, obviously, is to grasp the wind mouth and transform the dragon in the storm, so that he can become an important figure inherited from the past.

After 10,000 years, someone who writes history must be a little more glorious.

Such a character is of great significance. He wanted to send an invitation order, but after thinking about it, he didn't mess up.

It would be a shame for a future master to appear to disappear because of his own involvement.

"The attracted Qianlong comes, Wudang Mountain today may be very lively ..."

An Qisheng seemed to notice something, smiled slightly, and then disappeared into the crowd.

.......

Wudang Mountain, one of the sacred places of Xuanguo Road, is the most famous tourist scenic spot in Lake Province. Every year, more than one million tourists come from home and abroad.

It seems that every day is crowded and weird.

Among them are many foreign tourists.

These foreigners are very strong, with stable footwork, long hands and long feet, walking like the wind, and many of them have kung fu in their bodies, and they are the Wudang Mountains.

Xuan Xing poles dominate, and Da Xuan's culture is naturally chased by outsiders. The annual revenue of Wudang Mountain is quite large for foreign tourists.

There are also some foreign students at the Wuguan Pavilion under the Wudang Mountain.

However, Wudang is much more bland than Shaolin. Yamashita Martial Arts Museum is mostly privately run. Below the Taoists, the disciples are not so wide open to the mountains. Disciples are few compared to Shaolin.

The first time Su Jie came to Wudang Mountain, he could not help but compare the difference between Wudang Mountain and Shaolin Temple.

The same bustling, the same lively.

But there are two different extremes, Shaolin solemn, Wudang scene.

Even though there is a lot of people, Su Jie can feel quiet when he looks at Wudang Mountain. This is a kind of trait and has nothing to do with the outside.

"The millennium holy land, Feng Shui converges, and the fruit is a land of great dragons."

Potter blinked, slowly speaking:

"People in Taoism are not much worse than Zhang Sanfeng of that year."

He is proficient in metaphysics and is more proficient in ancient culture than the natives of Daxuan. He is well-versed in various martial arts, Taoist Buddhist scriptures, and Confucianism, citing the power of classics to make Su Jie amazed.

At this moment, when he heard about Feng Shui, Su Jie could not help shaking his head.

Although he practiced boxing, Feng Shui said he was unbelieving.

What Feng Shui, Qianlong, is too mysterious.

"You can't practice, you shouldn't feel it at this time, and you will understand it later."

Potter saw that Su Jie was not convinced, but he didn't care much.

No matter he is metaphysics or science, he absolutely does not believe in it. He only believes in what he sees and feels. Today's learning overthrows old learning. However, today's learning may not be overthrown in the future.

"Porter, you're a good teacher. You came out with your disciples."

The melodious voice came suddenly, as if it had a substantial weight, and it sounded in Su Jie's hearts.

"Who?"

As soon as Su Jie looked back, he was attracted by one of the crowd.

The man was not tall or short, was not fat or thin, was dressed in brown black suit, fair-skinned, and normal-looking, and he forgot his eyes, but those eyes, like deep wells, were imprinted in his heart.

I felt that all my secrets had been seen through these eyes.

Mulong City!

Su Jie was like a raccoon cat with a tail on her tail.

Mulong City.

A world-class businessman with a net worth of hundreds of billions and an industry spreading at home and abroad, he is also recognized as the number one master in the martial arts industry.

He certainly knew it.

Because every once in a while, leaders of various countries receive news from Mulong City.

"I guess you will come."

Potter's look has not changed, it seems he already knew that Mulong City would come:

"But you came so fast, it seems that you feel something that makes you curious and shocked."

Although Mu Longcheng has been active on the international level for decades, in fact, he himself is very proficient, and the queen of the sun does not meet, depending on his mood.

Daxuan is one of the few.

"You know me best at the begging party."

Mu Longcheng nodded slightly.

I didn't see how he moved, he had already come to the two of them.

He reached out and patted Su Jie's shoulder, and seemed to feel it:

"It really is a good seed, Potter, your means of collecting students is better than me."

Su Jie's heart was not calm.

In his eyes, Mu Longcheng is a real big man.

"You have made progress again."

Potter froze.

"The mind has passed, the body has not passed. At this step, we must think about it."

Mulong City's expression was dull, and he turned back:

"Oh? Here's another master who has become Da Dan.

Su Jie looked for a long time and found no one to come.

Potter nodded after a while:

"It's him."

"Two dead monks who died, they couldn't sit still."

Mulong City didn't care too much.

The contemporary Shaolin is extremely prosperous, and the industry is far more than any martial art, but martial arts is not worth mentioning.

Wuxing Jin's achievement is already the first person in Shaolin, and two of the disciples' disciples have been strenuous.

After glancing at it, he stepped up and walked up the mountain:

"Dust has waited for a long time."

He was calm when he came, but without shadow when he went.

Su Jie watched as he walked into the stream of people. The next moment, he could not see his back, as if a drop of water had fallen into the sea, knowing that he was in the crowd, but did not know where he was.

It seems that he can only see him if he wants to see himself, otherwise, even if he is in front of him, he can't see it at all.

.......

Under Wudang Mountain, the vehicle stopped slowly.

Several monks got off.

At the end is a fat monk.

The monk, about 30 years old, was very tall and very fat. The flesh on his face was shaking while walking.

Although there is no smile on his face, it makes him feel that the stone carvings are all smiling.

"Xinwu, Xinlu ..."

Shi Xingwu gave a sigh, and the headless bodies of the two nephews seemed to appear.

"Uncle, there will be thunderstorms tonight, and the head of the road should be in Jinding today."

A monk whispered:

"Mr. Dust is the last person who has seen the killer. He should know the life and death of the killer."

"Be careful and don't conflict with people."

Shi Xing nodded slightly and walked towards the mountain.

These monks were so good at buying tickets that went up the mountain with tourists.

Several people's costumes are very eye-catching, and many tourists are very interested.

"Are monks from Shaolin Temple here to kick the pavilion?"

Many foreigners are even more interested.

It is rare to see a monk in Wudang Mountain, especially these monks, it is not an ordinary monk at first glance.

Some foreign students from the Yamashita Martial Arts Center got together.

"You are young, Shaolin Kung Fu! I, Wudang Kung Fu!"

A tall white man speaks indistinctly, stopped several people, and danced twice.

Seems to want to compete.

Other tourists were even more interested, and many people took out their mobile phones in preparation for taking pictures.

The monks looked at each other and were about to speak.

Shi Xingwu has folded his hands and shook his throat:

"Amitabha!"

The monk was huge and had a huge voice. He exhaled loudly, and the tourists around him were buzzing in both ears. The foreign students were still in the same place, their blood was surging, and their eyes were black.

By the time everyone came back, a group of monks had disappeared.

Inevitable, but also caused a burst of exclamation.

The Daxuanwu style is quite strong, but the Qingping world does not require martial arts. The masters are all from the inside and the military, and there are very few real masters in the folk.

One enemy ten is already a master for ordinary people.

An expert like Shi Xingwu, most people can't even think of it.

In fact, he wouldn't even go down the mountain if it was because the two nephews died so badly.

"A big master again!"

Not far away, Su Jie's eardrums are slightly numb, UU reading books www. uukanshu.com can't help but babble.

Before meeting Potter, he was an ordinary person, and he had never seen a few masters at all.

I can't help but sigh.

"Shi Xingwu's horizontal training is excellent. In the realm, few are better than him."

Potter looked at it calmly and issued a comment:

"There are still some details of Shaolin Temple. Unfortunately, with the development of artificial intelligence, this background will only become weaker and weaker, and will eventually lose its effect ..."

The millennium's heritage is not worth a few years of artificial intelligence. This is also the target of artificial intelligence, not just martial arts boxing.

In other words, artificial intelligence has only extracted so little energy that it has exceeded Daxuan's boxing techniques for thousands of years.

Unless the artificial intelligence of each level has not been cracked at this time, military masters have already become popular, everyone is strong, and everyone is holding Dan, it is not impossible.

The power of the times is so amazing.

Even if it is just the dust of the times, it has been able to crush thousands of years of martial arts.

"artificial intelligence......."

A strange ray rose in Su Jie's heart.

The specialty of his university is about the subject of artificial intelligence .......

Whispers ~~~

The wind on the mountain is very strong, and there is a looming gesture of thunderstorm. Many tourists have hurried down the mountain. It is a minority in the thunderstorm days that they are willing to stay on the mountain.

Mu Longcheng rushed to the level, and from a distance, he could already see where Wudang Jinding is.

Along with the change of the magnetic field between heaven and earth, I felt more faint, and felt the breath of the people in the dust.

"what?"

Suddenly, Mu Longcheng stopped, and there was a ripple in the depths of his eyes.

when!

Immediately, a melodious and empty knocking sound fell from the sky.

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